The time to end the war between the Lycan and Vampires has arrived. A unique woman and her daughter have to do it...but who will aid them? selenemichael lucianOC A little AU starts right after the movie. Rated for language.WIP

Disclaimer:
I don't own 'Underworld' or any of its regular characters. So
there is no copyright infringement intended, nor do I intend to tick
anyone off – I do this for fun and nothing else; if you sue me I'm
too poor to pay and all you get is a rust bucket car, and a load of
animals with attitude problems that make Viktor and Lucian
look like a cakewalk:O)

Oh
and you get the idea from the story that I am a Lucian fan; if you
do, you'd be right! LOL

As
to the reason for writing the story, let's just say the plot
bunnies have been gnawing my leg for some time on this one and
decided to finally give in.

WARNING:
THERE WILL BE BAD LANGUAGE AND VIOLENCE, SO READ AT YOUR OWN PERIL.

All
reviews, and constructive criticism, gratefully received – but no
flaming please; and I will try to update regularly.

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thoughts.

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PROPHECY

Chapter One –
Resurrected

Lucian
staggered to his feet, mildly surprised that Kraven hadn't
killed him but pleased his little back-up plan had worked; he smiled
slightly as Michael and Selene came round the corner of the tunnel.
"Is Viktor dead?"

They both
started "Yes, and so were you…" Selene was the first to speak,
having overcome the shock quicker than Michael "however, as I
sliced his head in two I think we're fairly safe to assume he
will stay dead." Then realisation dawned "You're
a hybrid too."

"Yes,
couldn't very well let all the responsibility rest on young
Michael's shoulders could I?" He flashed a sardonic smile that
Michael responded to – the younger man couldn't help it, he liked
Lucian, felt sorry for him "I injected myself with some of his
blood - I'm not the only one, either. There was one other I
picked, someone I knew I could trust utterly who was my closest
friend; it was he who injected me with Amelia's blood. I wasn't
sure it would work….." he looked at himself "it seems it did."

At that
Raze came forward out of the darkness "did it work?" he muttered
shaking his head and coughing. He began to spit out the liquid
silver nitrate as his now hybrid body began to reject the poison, as
did Lucien.

"I'd
say by the mere fact we're both still breathing, however painfully
at the moment" Raze gave a rueful smile and a nod at that statement
"then yes it worked. Plus she killed him…." Lucian outlined
before adding as an afterthought "Viktor…."

"Well, I
didn't think you meant Scooby-Doo…." Raze grinned at his old
friend and leader.

"Oh, a
joke….. you must be feeling better!" Lucian smiled.

Raze
turned to Selene "Thank you…"

"Don't
thank me, I didn't do it for you or him…" she gestured
to Lucian "I did it only for Michael." The young man leaning on
her smiled, squeezing her shoulder. She glanced up at him, her
countenance momentarily softening.

Lucian was
immediately reminded of him and Sonja. It was their refusal to be
torn apart, to denounce each other that consigned Sonja to her fate;
he knew that Selene would suffer the same if the coven found her.

Raze
grinned as Lucian quirked an eyebrow "What? You thought the story
was just a fairytale? But actually the cloak was black and they were
all Lycans…and for the record there was no little red; well not the
last time I was there anyway – oh and the woodcutter was a
vampire." He grinned suddenly.

"I find
nothing amusing about our situation." Selene spoke calmly.

"Oh come
now Selene….we are all alive at a time when even I, optimistic as I
am, thought we would all have perished. Surely we can be happy for
our survival if nothing else?"

"Maybe,
but if we linger we will not have it to celebrate for long." She
pointed out.

"She is
right" Lucian conceded "Come we must leave, they'll be here
soon enough as she says." He turned to Raze "We must gather the
pack quickly; they will raise Marcus now and we must be prepared."

Raze
nodded "I'll make the call….."

"Tomorrow
Raze, for now we need to gather our strength. I think the worst is
yet to come." Lucian put in.

"Have we
not slaughtered enough in the name of vengeance?" Selene asked
still calmly, but her eyes flashed.

"Yes,
yes we have….unfortunately your kin will not take kindly to an
elder being killed by one of their own, and an ancient prophecy being
brought true by mere Lycans.

So though
the war I had a hand in starting is ostensibly over, the general
battle for supremacy is far from being so." Lucian pointed out.
He stopped, sighed and took a deep breath "I am sorry for making
you see Viktor for what he was….I am sorry for starting this war
with him in the first place. I know now it is not what Sonja would
have wanted…."

Selene
eyed the hybrid before her for a moment then sighed "I had a right
to know the truth and act as I saw fit and….." she hesitated
before continuing "I would have done the same in your position. In
fact to a certain degree did I not, once I learned the truth? After
all, it was not just to save Michael that I killed Viktor…..revenge
for my family also played a part."

Lucian
dipped his head in acknowledgement of her admission, both knowing
many days would pass before either felt comfortable enough with the
other to even think about beginning to trust them. However, he felt
a kinship to the boy he had turned and so felt they at least had that
in common…..it wasn't much, but it was a start.

Raze
grinned sarcastically "Well, girls and boys whilst all this
immortal bonding warms the heart, we should be going…"

The others
raised an eyebrow but, taking one last look around, they left.

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Skylar,
Sky to all those who knew and loved her, stood in the kitchen helping
grandma make apple pies and other foodstuffs for the visitors she
seemed to be expecting over the next few days; she was a striking
woman whose hair was a natural but strange combination of red and
gold tones as grandma liked to put it (or auburn and blond as Sky
realistically viewed it) and eyes so blue they cut you to your soul.
When she was angry they would go even bluer; so blue, in fact, they
almost glowed.

She was
36, of a robust build, quite slim, but curvy in all the right places
and muscular. Her hair was down past her shoulder blades and her
long fringe tended to fall in her eyes a lot, but she refused to have
it cut. People found her eyes disconcerting and she found long ago
that to hide them enough so she could see you, but you could not seem
them was a definite advantage.

She was a
down to earth soul, not one for wild leaps of fancy and this was
almost a joke between the two women when you considered her rather
eccentric family. Indeed the only 'normal' ones had been her
parents, though they were now dead; attacked by muggers and shot a
few years back – but her adored uncle was her favourite…..Con was
barking mad, and would tell lurid stories of his life growing up on
the sprawling estate her grandparents owned in southern Ireland.

Although
she'd lived there herself with her parents until she was 12, Sky
could remember only a little of that life; her parents had
resolutely, and without mercy, done their best to eradicate it from
her memory.

but what
she remembered kept her warm on many a cold night – running free
with her cousins, barefoot and happy; her adored grand-da telling her
daft stories and making them roar with laughter, and generally living
like the 'little pups of the pack' as some of the villagers
fondly called them.

Though she
had to admit she never understood why they did that; except that
maybe it was the extremely close-knit family she came from that
caused them to think like that. She and her cousins banded together
especially against any outside threats; and if particularly severe,
the adults too would get involved. She had loved it there so very
much; it was in London that Sky realised you could be surrounded by
people and yet be totally and utterly alone.

However,
her parents had hated living altogether in Ireland, and they had
moved to London as soon as they could. She remembered her grand-da's
tears and her uncle's as well as the others; her grandmother's
tight lipped goodbye (she was never one for emotion), but the tears
in her eyes also as Sky was ripped from them all and bundled in to
the car. She begged to be left behind, to stay in the warmth she had
grown with, but she'd been told to shut up.

They'd
never let her return and by the time she was old enough to do so
alone, her grandparents were dead and the others scattered; as the
locals had suddenly turned hostile when some outsiders arrived and
started stirring up hatred against them. The old couple dying in what
seemed to be a suicide pact…

Whilst
grandma was a Lycan, Sky was unknowing of all this and considered
herself non-descript - she knew nothing of her background, that her
family were legend amongst the immortals.

Grandma on
the other hand knew much about her adopted grand-daughter; and also
knew fate was about to assert itself, and set the younger woman on
the path that would lead to a very different destiny to the boringly
normal one she imagined she should have.

She smiled
at the woman moaning to her right about the food she was baking and
how it wouldn't be a patch on gramma's (a lie the old lady knew
as Sky's food was better than her own; but the younger woman
believed she was not a good enough person for anything, cooking
merely being one thing - of course all that was about to change),
that work was being a pain; she smiled as she realised life was about
to get extremely surreal for the pragmatic soul beside her.

At that
moment there was a large rap on the front door; Grandma smiled – in
fact it seemed Fate was knocking now.

"Get
that for me dear?" she smiled innocently at Sky.

"Alright,
alright…..but isn't it a little later for visitors now it's
after 8, surely they could have waited until tomorrow?" Sky
unthinkingly scratched her nose which itched suddenly; never a good
sign she decided as it only ever itched like this when something odd
was going to happen, depositing flour on the end of it and her right
cheek.

In fact
she was quite a sight anyway; her usually immaculate dark clothes now
had spatters of white flour on them, despite the apron, her fringe
had flour on it from where she kept pushing it back in the heat of
the kitchen, and even her black heavy soled boots had a splash of
flour on one toe.

She shook
her head as she walked to the door making sure her fringe fairly
covered her eyes; today it didn't, the heavy dusting of flour held
it back slightly and her blue eyes shone even more due to the white
powder surrounding them.

She sighed
and gave up as she opened the door; she was confronted with a rather
motley group of people. A tall blond man, a taller bald black man, a
dark haired very pale woman and a shorter man with long brown
hair, beard and the weirdest brown eyes she'd ever seen, stared at
her. Though he was a little shorter than the rest he seemed the
leader, and was still a good head taller than her.

Lucian for
his part was surprised to see the door opened by a young woman around
her mid to late 30's and apparently covered in flour. Her black
clothes spattered and her fringe reasonably full of it so that when
she blew up into it to move it out of the way to see better a
sprinkling of it dusted down.

The most
striking thing about her though was her eyes….they were so blue and
seemed to be getting bluer by the minute. She eyed them warily, and
all gathered were struck by how feral she suddenly looked.

The Lycan
leader smiled and held out his hand "Hello, I'm Lucian and these
are Raze, Michael and Selene; my friends" Selene quirked an eyebrow
but thought it better to remain silent.

Sky looked
at the pro-offered hand and then shook it. She felt a twitch of her
nose and itched it, depositing more flour there and eyed them
suspiciously. "Well, are you going let them in Sky, or expect them
to camp on the steps?" Grandma bustled up.

"Your
rooms are ready; I figured you'd be here tonight if you were able."
She smiled as Lucian happily embraced her "I bet you've had a
time of it…"

"Grandma!"
he exclaimed "Yes, we have rather – course can't work out how
you knew we'd be coming….still, plenty of time to catch up later.
We're starved!"

The old
woman laughed "Well, there's plenty to eat….so come on." She
turned to Selene "I've made arrangements for you too, dear."
The young woman dipped her head in thanks; though wasn't sure how
she knew they'd be coming. Then Grandma looked at Lucian "Sky
doesn't know, so no blabbing as yet!" she smiled. He gave her a
look but nodded, as did the others.

Once in
the kitchen she turned to Sky "Have you introduced yourself,
child?"

The
younger woman sighed "I'm Skylar, though everyone calls me Sky."

"Skylar?"
Michael couldn't help it, it was such an unusual name "That's…umm…
nice."

Selene
rolled her eyes at the limp compliment "It is unusual…." She
added, deciding the truth was better.

Sky smiled
suddenly and her whole face lit up "It is – very. My Grand-da
insisted on it; it means eternal life, strength, love and beauty. I
failed on the first and the last, but 2 out of 4 ain't bad!" she
grinned.

"I
wouldn't say that…." Smiled Raze, warming to the woman; she
seemed nice and he sensed something about her, a kinship – he
glanced at Lucian who nodded, he felt the same.

Grandma
looked around happily, connections were being made immediately –
Lucian for one couldn't take his eyes off Sky.

Just then
a little girl of about 6 wandered in; the spitting image of her
mother, even down to the unusual hair colouring, the only difference
was her eyes - glittering, brilliant emerald green instead of
the blue. "Mummy? Who's this?" she eyed the people now
starting to sit round the table to eat; Grandma had surreptitiously
filled a bowl with blood for Selene from a small locked fridge in the
corner.

Lucian
started, if he and Sonja had had a daughter he would certainly have
expected to see her look exactly like this little scrap.

"Ah my
beagán a mhuirnín – these are friends of your
great-gramma's." Sky offered, slipping into the Gaelic that put
her daughter at ease. She put her hand out for the little girl to
come to her, her face softening at once at the sight of her child.

"Mhuirnín…another
unusual name?" smiled Raze "Who picked that one?"

Sky tried
unsuccessfully to stifle the smirk "No….mhuirnín is Gaelic
for darling; the phrase beagán a mhuirnín is Gaelic for
little darling. Her name is Ulrika, it means wolf ruler, but
we call her Uli for short."

All the
new members of the table looked slightly startled at the name; once
again Selene recovered quickest and broached the question the others
were thinking "Why that name?"

"I love
wolves….." Uli answered, causing the Lycan hybrids to smile "and
I like all animals. But dogs and suchlike love me back….I want to
be a vet when I'm older."

"Why not
a doctor?" Michael asked, the medic in him bridling; piercing green
eyes swung and locked with his.

"Because
animals don't answer back." Was the reasonable reply as the eyes
swung once more around the group. Lucian hung his head so she
wouldn't see him smirk….

"You
could not have known that when you named her though?" Michael added
with a grin at the child, but levelling his gaze at her mother.

"No….but…."
before Sky could continue Uli butted in.

"But
it's a brilliant story – when I was born a lot of dogs howled all
night….and they did the same when Mummy was born too." The
little girl's eyes were alight with awe.

"So your
great Uncle Con tells you, but yes when you were born a lot of dogs
barked – probably because there was something to bark at,
like a cat - so he suggested the name Ulrika…..wolf ruler." Sky
laughed.

But Lucian
and Raze exchanged puzzled glances - that usually happened with a
Lycan birth, though not all night; all very odd.

Uli
sniffed each one at the table as she passed - much like, Lucian
thought, a Lycan pup child would.

Selene was
first; Uli wrinkled her nose "you smell of blood and roses,
unusual. Are you dead?"

Sky rolled
her eyes at Grandma "See what your bloody stories do?"

"Aye,
but leave the lass alone – she learns with questions, don't you
little one?" Grandma smiled at the little girl, willing the others
at the table to work it out. She could see that Lucian and Raze were
making the connections.

"No…."
Selene spoke slowly and was unsure what to say, she did not wish to
lie – but knew that the child and her mother were not aware of
their immortal background.

"Hmmm…."
Uli seemed unconvinced; she stared at the young woman. Her green
eyes never wavering "You'll do." She finally decided; causing a
smirk around the table, even from Selene herself.

She
sniffed Michael next "You smell of blood too. But also her - like
roses, and…" she sniffed round Lucian and Raze "him" her gaze
settled briefly on Lucian "ginger.." She looked into his eyes "I
like you, you have a kind soul – like her, but she buries hers."

"Uli,
stop it darling – not everyone likes to be sniffed at. Some people
find it strangely disconcerting."

"Leave
her; we do not mind do we?" Lucian shook his head and the others
followed. Sky rolled her eyes and Uli continued. In truth he and
the others found it fascinating; particularly he and Raze – for
them it was such a Lycan thing to do.

She moved
on to Raze "well?" he asked expectantly.

Once again
green eyes locked with blue ones "You are spicy - cinnamon and
nutmeg - and your soul is true. You're his friend…." She
pointed to Lucian "Good one too….no betrayer, you have a good
heart." She rested her hand on his chest.

The large
man was touched, for it was all true, and he smiled "flatterer!"

"No, I
speak only true. I hate liars and am as useless as my mummy at it –
she forgets when she lies and always gets caught. So do I….plus
you can never lie with your eyes." She frowned a little, then
smiled when she realised he was joking "Ah, you joke….I see."

Finally
she made her way to Lucian, who had stored that little snippet away
for future use…..they could not lie; she stared intently at him and
he, unlike the others, held her gaze the longest until she smiled and
patted his chest. "Ginger and honey as well as the blood and dank
smells you all have. But yours alone is ginger and honey…..nice.
You're nice" she stared deeply into his eyes, her own
almost glowing as they connected "but sad though, muchly sad….my
daddy died like your family, bad people killed him." She put her
arms round his neck and climbed onto his lap.

"Well,
I'm honoured my lady." He rapidly gathered himself and replied as
nonchalantly as he could to Uli, putting his arms around the little
girl's waist to steady her and committing her scent of chocolate
and oranges to memory; he would be able to pick her out of a group of
hundreds now.

"How old
are you?" Uli asked "Gramma is 764 years old, aren't you?"

Grandma
nodded with a grin.

"Yeah,
right!" Sky laughed.

"Listen,
don't mock Gramma…." Uli admonished her mother.

"I
don't….but it's hard to believe. For one thing how
would you live that long? For another, why would you want
to?"

"Fate in
both cases…" Uli offered.

"Oh you
and you're 'it's a fate thing' Uli." Sky smiled. "You
forget your homework, its fate; you bit that boy at school, its
fate!"

"But
that was right and just, mummy – he was a bully!" Uli defended
hotly.

"She bit
someone?" Raze asked amused.

"Yes,
yes I did – he was mean and nasty to Jacob….."

"Jacob?"
Michael asked. Selene couldn't help but smile, these fully grown
men, these powerful Lycan/Vampire hybrids hanging on the every word
of a small child….especially Lucian it seemed, who appeared taken
with the mother too.

"Jacob
is my best friend in the whole world. He's from the old country
and tells me stories." She smiled "he can run as fast as me and
could fight as well as me if he chose to." she sighed and then
levelled her eyes at Lucian "but he chooses not. Do you not think
it silly not to fight to defend yourself?"

The man
before her nodded sagely, stifling a smile "yes I do, self defence
is always equitable under law."

"And we
should know that!" muttered Raze with a grin. Lucian dipped his
eyes back to the little girl.

She looked
at Lucian's pendant, recently returned by Michael "That's nice.
Is it yours?"

He nodded
- his eyes suddenly sad. She rubbed his cheek and then gently laid
her fingers of her left hand over the necklace "Awww, the lady
died." She patted his arm with her right one. But then her eyes
suddenly opened wider "Oh! Oh, that was mean and they hurt you
too….but you got away." Tears welled in her eyes and then she sat
back before leaning forward once more "You're like Gramma…..are
they?" she whispered in his ear gesturing at the others.

He nodded,
too shocked to speak knowing that, somehow, she had seen the death of
Sonja and his escape and knew what he was.

"What is
it? What did you see Uli?" Sky asked concerned "She never cries
do you ceana?"

"It's
Gaelic, I called her love and she answered 'no mammy' to the
question. The old country, as you may have gathered from that, is
Ireland. She likes to speak the Gaelic because no one round here
understands it and she can say what she likes."

She sighed
"Not that she doesn't do that anyway, but with the Gaelic she can
say it without getting into trouble." Sky smiled ruefully at her
daughter, who was still hugging Lucian tightly "Well, for what it's
worth she's sure as hell taken to you…." she quirked an
eyebrow at Uli.

"I like
him – he's been so sad for a very long time….." Uli
gave her mother a warning look that said she brooked no argument;
this was to be her new best friend, after Jacob of course.

"Alright,
alright – I said naught to be offensive, thú beage deamhan
páiste!" She grinned.

"If I am
a little demon child, then what are you as my mother?" Uli
retorted with a sly smile.

"Will
you tell me a story?" Uli asked. She turned to the older woman at
the table "Make her tell a story Gramma; she'll do it if you
ask, she never refuses you anything - then you.." she turned
to Lucian and tugged his hair "can kiss me goodnight and if you're
really good, I might let you tuck me in."

Lucian
couldn't help it, he laughed out loud – even Selene smirked.
Raze roared, and Michael chuckled; this kid was really a piece of
work. Michael wondered though how she would cope with them if she
saw them as they really were; he stared at the kid once more and
smiled, something told him it probably wouldn't phase her that
much.

The old
woman looked to Sky who vehemently shook her head "you know I hate
to be the centre of attention Gramma, why do you insist on
tormenting me so?"

"She
will not sleep until you do, and it will entertain my guests while
they eat." Grandma reasoned.

Sky sighed
"Alright, alright! Slave driver, and after I cooked and
everything."

The three
men all looked down at their plates "You cooked this?"
Raze and Michael spoke together "We thought it was Grandma." Raze
added.

"Yeah,
don't look too shocked – I have a knack for some things; anyway
it's nothing much…...not as good as Gramma's." but she smiled
and then looked at her daughter "So what do you want me to tell
beagán mac tíre?"

Lucian
raised an eyebrow at her "Little wolf?" She raised one back "I
speak some Gaelic."

"No…but
it's obvious you love them even so." He smiled and she decided
she liked him best.

"Yeah
well, they're my blood and blood's important." She shrugged.

"Blood
usually is….." Selene smiled.

"A
joke?" Michael grinned.

"Possibly…."
She squeezed his hand and he smirked "It's a new thing for me…."

Uli
watched the interaction "I think they love each other…." She
whispered to Lucian.

"Yes,
she sacrificed everything to be with him and he nearly died to be
with her." He looked at the couple with a sad smile.

"You
risked everything too, so did your mate – but then we always do for
love…." Glittering green eyes locked with his.

Lucian
tweaked her cheek "You are wise beyond your years, pup."

"I like
that…you can call me that - pup!" she grinned; then turned to her
mother "tell the story of the big bad wolf."

All eyes
turned to her and then Grandma, she waved at them "This is a
different version is it not, Sky?"

"Yes,
Gramma it is - because Uli and I do not believe there is ever such a
thing as a truly bad wolf!" She chuckled. She turned to
her daughter "Do you want come sit on my lap Uli?"

"No,
thank you mummy - I am very happy here thank you." Uli grinned and
settled herself back against Lucian's chest; he put his arms around
her waist and locked his hand to keep her steady, closed his eyes and
for one blissful moment pretended she was his and things had turned
out so different. Raze and Michael watched him and both felt a deep
sympathy for the loss he'd suffered, even Selene felt a slight
twinge of sorrow for him – knowing full well what it was like to
lose everything you cherished.

"Well,
once upon a time – for that is the way all good stories start"
Sky began the story as her grand-da had so many times when she was
small. Lucian opened his eyes and smiled ruefully at the others
knowing what they'd been thinking "there was a man who could
change into a wolf. He was a wild man and for a time did many bad
things – but one day he spied a lady and decided to eat her!"
She said the last with a flourish causing Uli to giggle and Lucian
to smile.

"Now
this lady was different from other women and she was not afraid of
him; this intrigued him and so he spared her. He decided to follow
her on her journey and make sure she was safe; they had many
adventures and he saved her life many times both as the wolf and as
the man.

Eventually
they reached her village and they realised they were in love; but
she'd kept a big secret from him - her kinfolk, people that only
travelled by night, and his were sworn enemies. Her people wanted
her dead for daring to love outside their own kind, and his decided
they could never accept someone from such a people - so what to do?"
Sky paused as her grand-da always did and wait for the response from
Uli that she had always given….

"What
did they do mummy?" Uli's eyes were wide even though she had
heard the story so many times before.

"They
ran away……far away into the woods. For a time some of the ladies
kinfolk, and even some of the man's, followed them and tried to
kill them; but they fought them and he killed them all and thus he
earned the name the 'big bad wolf' – when in truth all he was
really doing was protecting his blood for in that time the lady had
given him 5 children who he loved very much.

However,
eventually they gave up and the couple were left in peace – finally
they lived happily ever after."

"Were
they happy?" Uli asked – Sky looked at her daughter she had
never asked this before. But this story was now too similar to what
she had seen of Lucian's past….and that had not ended
happily at all, let alone forever.

"Yes, a
mhuirnín they were…for always; or so my Grand-da said."
She smiled at her daughter.

Uli turned
to Lucian "Someone had the happies then……it could be you in the
future." She whispered before pecking his cheek and looked at him
hopefully.

He nodded,
and the little girl wiped the tears from his cheeks with her thumb
"You have to let them go eventually – even mummy let daddy go,
eventually. But she nearly went to live with the angels…."

"How?"
Lucian asked very quietly.

"Get her
to show you her arms, Gramma saved her. She never did it again
though, Gramma made her realise I needed her too." The little girl
whispered.

"Uli?
Now its time for bed…"

Sky
gestured to the door and left; Uli following, after she'd kissed
Lucian's cheek again and jumped down.

He watched
them both go….Raze rolled his eyes, Lucian's heart was lost to
the child already, and he felt the other's feelings would continue
onto the mother soon enough. Mind you, they both reminded him
of Sonja and he barely knew her - so you couldn't blame the poor
bastard if they did the same for him.

0-0-0-0-0

Lucian
levelled his heavy gaze at Grandma "well, my interest is
thoroughly piqued – what the hell is going on?"

Grandma
smiled "You have just made two very powerful allies."

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